Classmates: the Perfect Male God

"That's what you don't know."

Lu Qiaochuan said brightly,

"As the only assistant to our dormitory head, I have made detailed arrangements for the New Year's Eve activities."

"Because our dormitory is all single, after my own planning, we have prepared a very meaningful and perfect New Year's Eve event."

"Don't you guys want to open the black collectively?" Ren Yifan looked suspicious.

"how do you know?"

Lu Qiaochuan said cheerfully, "Have a vision, Mr. Ren."

"In addition, we also bought a piece of mahjong, brand new and unopened. We plan to cut the ribbon on New Year's Eve. When the game is tired, we can play mahjong until dawn."

"It's really yours, Mr. Lu."

Ren Yifan rolled his eyes helplessly, "Have you bought the scissors for cutting the ribbon?"

"There are in the dormitory."

"Now you go back and cut yourself off with scissors. The New Year's Eve of your freshman year is so shabby, then your life in the next four years of college will have a shadow."

Ren Yifan hated that iron is not steel, "At least you should come out and celebrate New Year's Eve with us, right?"

"I think it is very meaningful. Mahjong is the quintessence of our country and is beneficial to intellectual development. This will become a fine tradition in our dormitory, which will last for four years in college."

Lu Qiaochuan was still stubborn.

"Oh."

Ren Yifan was powerless to complain, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Then please respect Lin Fan's only assistant secretary, and lightly ask your friends in the dormitory if they would like to come out and play."

"Our dormitory is a very united group. Even if you ask them, they will be on my side."

Lu Qiaochuan confidently asked Lin Fan, "Brother Fan, you are a talker in the bedroom, what should we do?"

"Lin Fan promised to hang out with me, do you have any opinions?!"

Zhong Bai straddled Lin Fan's hand and raised his eyebrows.

Lin Fan spread his hands helplessly, expressing his helplessness.

"Unexpectedly, there is a traitor among us! This traitor is still (ajad) the person in our dormitory, so sad!"

Lu Qiaochuan was still stubborn, "But Lin Fan isn't here. We played four mahjong games together, and we could lose a little less money. I'll call Brother Hao later, he will definitely be on my side."

"Call, you call now!"

Ren Yifan continued to hold the fire.

Just as Lu Qiaochuan took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, he heard a familiar voice coming from the door of the hotel.

This really means that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here.

Yu Hao, Xiao Haiyang, Bi Shisan and the others had just walked into the door of the Encounter Hotel to prepare for food.

"Brother Hao, you came just in time!"

Lu Qiaochuan eagerly welcomed several people in and asked, "On New Year's Eve, shall we play mahjong or go out?"

"Can you still go out and play?"

Yu Hao clapped his hands in surprise and asked, "I see, is Lin Fan going out to play?"

"Yes, we are going to Zhongyang Park to ride the Ferris wheel." Zhong Bai said with a hearty smile.

"But... I think it's also very interesting to play mahjong in the bedroom."

Lu Qiaochuan vaguely sensed Yu Hao's attitude, but he was still trying to save it.

"There's a woollen meaning! Of course I'm going out to play with Fanfan, who wants to play mahjong with your group of otaku!"

Yu Hao held his head high with a look of disdain on his face.

"..."

Lu Qiaochuan's face instantly turned black.

"Damn! How did the otaku offend you?"

Xiao Haiyang just ordered fried rice, but he was not happy anymore. He patted the table, "Then why did you agree to play mahjong in the first place?"

"I'm pity you, okay?"

Yu Hao rolled his eyes, raised his head and said, "When I think of your gang of otaku, sleeping alone in the dormitory on such an important day as New Year's Eve | crying alone, it's so miserable, my brother can't bear it. , I can barely accompany you."

"Now Fanfan wants to go out to play, then I will go out to play with him."

"Excuse me, bye bye?"

Seeing Yu Hao rebelling against the Mahjong League without hesitation, Lu Qiaochuan's mouth twitched.

"Thirteen, what do you say? You can't code on New Year's Eve, relax."

"Oh, then I'll go out too."

Bi Shisan held a feather fan in his hand and shook it lightly.

"No way! Even Thirteen with thick eyebrows and big eyes betrayed!"

Lu Qiaochuan suddenly felt that the world was darkening, and his mahjong alliance had not yet been established, and it was immediately declared shattered.

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Chapter [*] Bi Thirteen, your name is Xiu'er! 【Ask for a flower evaluation ticket】

"Thirteen, do you want to go with Lin Fan too?"

"Yes."

Bi Shisan pinched his fingers and said calmly, "However, the ticket for Zhongyang Park is [*] yuan, about [*] yuan by taxi, and the raw material cost of making handicrafts is [*] yuan, I'm going to accompany you first. Play majiang."

"From seven o'clock to eleven o'clock, I win about two hundred yuan~, that's enough."

"After playing mahjong, I went to Zhongyang Park to sell my handmade roses on New Year's Eve. At that time, many people will confess on the spot that the business must be very good."

After finishing speaking, Bi Shisan said lightly, "This is a business opportunity that can make me money."

"..."

Xiao Haiyang and Lu Qiaochuan were both petrified.

Is there such an operation?

Thirteen, is your name Xiuer?

Xiao Haiyang realized that something was wrong, "Big Brother! 5 yuan a cap, you want to beat us 40 times?"

"From seven to eleven, there are four hours. I win 4 times an hour, and that's fine."

Bi Shisan shook the feather fan, very much like an ancient military teacher.

Yu Hao twisted his fingers on the side and tried to calculate, but Lu Qiaochuan was also unable to complain.

"San'er, how can you be sure that you will win?" Zhong Bai asked a key question.

"Moreover, a 6-minute game of mahjong is not enough!" Lu Qiaochuan's mouth twitched.

"Oh, really?"

Bi 13 shook the feather fan and said calmly, "I don't know how to play mahjong yet."

puff!

Zhong Bai couldn't hold back, laying on Lin Fan's shoulders, he laughed out loud, "Thirteen, you really are a genius."

Lu Qiaochuan's face twitched.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Haiyang and I are the only ones who really want to play mahjong?

Xiao Haiyang suddenly clapped his hands and said with a smirk, "That's great, but I don't know either."

Zhong Bai leaned on Lin Fan's shoulder, smiled and said, "You don't know how to play mahjong in your dormitory. Which pig head suggested buying mahjong?"

Several eyes fell on one person at the same time.

"Don't look at me."

Lu Qiaochuan suddenly lowered his head in shame, struggling to death, and said, "Ghost knows that none of you can. When I proposed to set up a Mahjong League, everyone happily agreed."

"I'm short of money and need to make money."

Bi Shisan was still paralyzed.

"I'm out of sympathy, because Qiaochuan has been experiencing social death since the beginning of school. I saw him buy a pair of scissors and put them under his pillow, shouting every day to cut the ribbon."

Xiao Haiyang also confessed, "I was really afraid that Qiaochuan would not think about it and kill us all, so he agreed, mainly to make him feel the warmth of the world and make him happy."

What to say Mahjong League.

What to say collective New Year's Eve.

It's all fiction and tears.

The clown turned out to be me...

If there was a crack at this time, Lu Qiaochuan would definitely get in without hesitation.

He proposed to establish a mahjong alliance, and several of the roommates who participated, each of them could play mahjong...

Just outrageous...

Lin Fan looked at the group of live treasures, and smiled helplessly, "Then why don't we go to Zhongyang Park together, it happens to be crowded and lively."

"Go on, that place will be a group of freshman students, it will be more lively than going to the market in the northeast."

Xiao Haiyang immersed himself in the fried rice and said vaguely.

"Oh? Someone seems to have been there before?"

Yu Hao seemed to smell the breath of gossip, and looked at Xiao Haiyang absently, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I heard that Zhongyang Park is a holy place for confession, the students of our school have become countless couples there. Has someone ever faced difficulties in the sea?"

"Brother Hao, it used to be difficult for water." Lu Qiaochuan added.

"It's the same, it means the same thing."

"Today's fried rice seems a little salty."